Bondage and restriction

Slave of Amazons

Getting captured sucks. It tends to involve things like pissing yourself in terror, while terrifying Amazons hold their spears deathly still at your Adam’s apple, leaving you too afraid to so much as swallow. Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery sucks. It involves standing naked under the hot sun, as Amazons mutter and joke to each other about you, while your throat dries out and a thin layer of dust cakes you. The start of being a slave wasn’t so bad. The dust of the markets was washed off. The welts that my whippings had left were poulticed. I was anointed with fragrant oils and clad in simple robes. I couldn’t help but be nervous though, because the men who …

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River and the Franks – Ch. 1: A Lesson in Respect

It had been four months since River’s mother left the family, around the same time she had turned 18. River hated her mom for that. Leaving her with her step-dad and his two sons, her two step-brothers. The father, Brad Frank, was 43, while his two boys, Andy, and Michael, were 23 and 18 respectively. River wanted to leave too, but she didn’t have any real means to, let alone a college or job lined up. Brad being rich didn’t really help motivate her to leave either. River and her stepdad were never close, but he didn’t mind her staying around the house and lending her some money here and there. The occasional blowjob or fuck helped motivate Brad to help her. The first time Brad had raped River was two months ago. Brad did …

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SOUTH OF HEAVEN

SOUTH OF HEAVEN The familiar (dis) chords screamed out the cargo van’s stereo system with twin guitars growling against the dusk of a cool fall evening. The words “ On and on, south of heaven” sung repeatedly by Tom Araya fueled the driver with even more adrenaline. His rough hands gripped the wheel tightly as he licked his thin lips, wetting them with his tongue. When he stopped the van before hanging a left turn he allowed himself a quick glance at the precious cargo sitting in the bay. Seeing the covered dog carrier crate brought a smile to his face. He turned back to the road and turned down a street filled with machine shops, storage yards and auto body shops for the most part. Many of the businesses had fences topped with razor …

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My Night of Domination

I’m not the most gorgeous female around, at least a six on the one to ten scale; a cute baby face with brown eyes that held some green, lips thin and small, was all held up by a curvy body. My arms are thick but with some muscle, toned core and all resting on a set of thick thighs. A body that guys in complete shape don’t go for. When this guy, Jimmy, who was defiantly a high eight asked me to dinner I was taken aback. He had a well-toned body, and enough hair on him to grab ahold of as I imagine giving him a passionate kiss on those smooth lips, with big brown eyes you can stare into for miles. We were set to go to a fancy restaurant. He wanted me …

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Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 4

Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 4 Add “Black Mail” to list these women and their lust for abusive sex with black men have gotten themselves into! Catherine after what had happened was having a hard time doing her job, her thoughts kept drifting back to a week ago. Her and her best friend Kate had been abused and raped by a group of black men all with incredibly large cocks!. Well at least she had been raped!. Kate on the other hand went there willingly with the intention of getting fucked by black men and for her, the extra added bonus of being brutally raped and gang banged turned out to be exactly what she wanted. Catherine wasn’t quite sure just how many men had fucked her, as she quickly lost count?… In …

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Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 3 – Three More Days

Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 3 – Three More Days Images of characters can be found here: forum.xnxx.com/threads/neapolitan-birthday-a-story-of-conquest.722461/ Continued from “Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 2 – Three Complimentary Flavors” The first pale light of Saturday crept through the blinds and painted soft gold stripes across the bed. I woke slowly, half-convinced the whole night had been a fever dream, until I looked down and saw them. Three naked women tangled around me like living artwork. Michelle on my left, one arm flung across my chest, blonde hair spilling over my shoulder, those perfect D-cups rising and falling in slow, deep breaths, nipples still faintly swollen from everything we’d done. Jane on my right, curled into my side, heavy breasts pressed warm against my ribs, dark hair fanned across the pillow. Tamera half-draped over my legs, freckled back glowing …

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Motel Spring Break Side Hustle part 2 – The Donkey Show

Mark stepped out of the security booth, the silence of the motel hallway feeling unnervingly heavy after the hours of raucous noise he’d monitored through the headset. He walked into Room 214, the air still thick with the scent of the twelve-man marathon. Maggie was slowly pushing herself up from the center of the bed, her “fuck me pumps” planted firmly as her feet found the carpet. She looked like a disaster, her hair matted with drying fluid, makeup smeared across her cheeks, and her skin covered in the glistening marks of the boys’ enthusiasm. Mark didn’t say a word; he simply walked over, gripped her waist, and guided her toward the bathroom. The sound of the motel shower was a dull roar in the small space as Maggie stepped under the spray. She didn’t …

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Tied To Her Own Bed and Fucked_(0)

He’d been watching her arrive home from work every day for two months. Her red sporty car would pull in her drive around 5:25pm and he’d see her stick her long high-heeled leg outside her vehicle before pushing her slender but curvy body out. Usually she was in a tight pencil skirt, with her long brunette hair flowing down, almost to the small of her back. Today it was pulled into a pony tail at the middle of her head. Perfect. Tonight he would finally make her his. He’d been in her room while she was at work…stashing the items for tonight under her bed. Now as he looked out his own blinds across the street, he could see her hang up her keys through the kitchen window. She bounced around on one foot getting …

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The Black Willow (2)

The Black Willow (2) By demand part 2 of the Willow/Mary story ——————————————————————————————————————- After succeeding in their mission they were in high demand. Mary was pissed that they didn’t let her and Jim work on their tech much, she had many ideas and wanted to get on them. As the months passed many of the missions they accomplished pushed the war closer to an end. As they accomplished more and more the money that she earned helped her sister and her guardian settle into a much more easy life. Ann had started in school and was doing extremely well, her guardian was leading a much more easier life now and wasn’t putting his life at risk anymore, Mary was glad, she wasn’t ready yet to lose him, he had taught her everything and she felt …

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The Loop – Part 22

He woke up back in his bed. He took a deep breath at the close to perfect loop he just had. Should he get lost in it or explore in another one. As he laid there for a moment he decided to head to work today. It has been a few loops since he was there. He wanted to see how the day would play out with his boss. Before he could get up, he heard the front door open. Right on time. He swung his legs over the edge of his bed and opened his nightstand. He was naked, but it didn’t matter. He grabbed the wand in his right hand and headed to the door of his bedroom. When he heard the crack of the old wooden hallway floor he pounced. She was …

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My sib made me a sub (Part 4)

I couldn’t believe my luck. I was waking up next to an angel! The best part about it was she wasn’t put up to it by my sister. Sure Susan did that a lot in the past, I really liked Amy and she really liked me. She didn’t force me to be tied up. It was agreed that if I disliked what she was doing, she would stop. The weird thing about the situation was when my tension was released it felt like every nerve I had was feeling it. I lay in bed long after I woke up watching Amy sleep, I had to pinch my ass and ball sack several times just to convince myself this was not some wet dream I would suddenly wake up from and magically Amy would be gone …

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Late Three

Late Three By Systematic It was around nine or ten when the maid barged in. It wasn’t the maid I’d been expecting, and it really wasn’t how I wanted to start the day. “I’m back,” she said, standing in my doorway, hands on her hips, grinning. Or I assumed that was what she was doing. I hadn’t opened my eyes yet. “Yes,” I said. “You are.” Was I decent? I was, more or less. The sheets were twisted, but I could feel that they were covering me from the waist down. That was something. “Thanks.” I waved a hand, eyes still closed. “Don’t be so cold,” she said, sounding huffy. “It’s been a whole month.” Yes, and hadn’t that month gone by quickly? I opened my eyes and sat up. I call her Red, even …

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Femdom

I’d been trying to bring bondage into our relationship for a few months. As a little girl, I’d always enjoyed games that involved tying each other up, be it cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, whatever. I’d evolved into somewhat of a switch, finding almost equal joy in restraining and toying with others as I did being restrained. My boyfriend had resisted all my attempts, citing weirdness, uncomfortablitiy, claustrophobia, and that he “didn’t want to do that” to me. After months of discussions to what bondage actually was and what it entailed (as opposed to the leather whips and chains misconception), he’d relented and started experimenting. There was always a D/s aspect to our relationship. Inevitably, when one or both of us wanted to fuck, one or the other would assume a dominant role. He …

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Harry Potter Adventures: Chapter 4 – Part 2 of 3 – Ron’s Reward

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 4 – part 2 Harry, Ginny, Katie and Demelza all entered the Gryffindor common room to find the party celebrations in full swing. The room was dark except for the bright lights which were emanating from the tips of peoples wands, as they waved them around like glow sticks. Music was playing loudly from the stereo and somebody had gone to the kitchens and brought drinks up to the party. Excited 4th year girls were dancing on the tables whilst at the centre of the room; Ron was surrounded by a gaggle of people, mostly girls, who were treating him as a hero. ‘See ya later Harry,’ whispered Ginny with a quick squeeze …

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Locked Up

Chapter 74: LOCKED UP In total darkness, before the sun had shown her smiling face, my eyes crept open. My hardness was evident, it throbbed between my legs. I lay quietly, enjoying the gentle rocking of the boat, listening to the waves lapping against the hull. I was being hypnotized back into the land of dreams when Dani, lying next to me, stirred. I felt the warmth of her body against mine, making my wood twitch and quiver. Instinctively, my hand surrounded her breast, squeezing gently. Her moan gave me permission to roll on top. Her legs parted, giving me permission to enter her and relieve the pressure now raging in my nether regions. After getting Dani to shore and into a taxi headed to the bus station, I readied the Love Boat for the …

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Hotel Surprise_(1)

They say that youth is wasted on the young. As you get older that saying becomes more and more accurate. When I look back to my late teens and early 20s, I regret not having more sex. I was a very shy young man and had no sexual experience other than one awkward fumble in a car to lose my virginity. I had no confidence with women. Then at 24 years old I fell in love with a beautiful 18 year old called Jen. It was only then that I discovered the true beauty of a naked female body and the joys of sex. Like any relationship it was non-stop sex at the beginning. On our first holiday 3 months later we broke a bed and a sofa-bed in the apartment such was the passion …

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Nectarine

I watch her. Light, cold from the fridge dissipates the gloom of the kitchen, turning murky again as indistinct shadows lap at her edges. Poise. Her soft curves at once appearing and disappearing as she plays tacitly with the milky glow. She has her own shadows. The red has subsided and given way to darker kisses. Her thighs hide then momentarily reveal his attention; now subtle: then violent. Black whorls of haem: breasts; thighs; buttocks; obstinate and rude; cartographic; a quiet narrative tale of her adventure and acquiescence. Each subtle movement revealing further contour lines: from the pale alabaster of her skin graduating to sharper, aching colours, developing in monochrome detail, marking the intense change in altitude of foothills, valleys and hills. Her purpose is indistinct, but she’s hungry. Sugar isn’t enough. It needs to …

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Awaiting His Touch (part 1)

I open the front door, nervously peering in as it swings silently on its hinges. Taking a deep breath to distill any apprehension you might be able to hear in my voice or step and to slow my heart beat, I close the door loud enough that you can hear and audibly lock the deadbolt. I follow the detailed directions you gave to the room where you’re waiting for me, planting my sneakers firmly onto the hard floor so you can hear my approach. I open the door and my breath is momentarily taken away as I see you in person for the first time. You are a sight to behold, kneeling on the floor in front of me with your legs slightly spread, pantied ass cheeks resting firmly on your bare ankles and heels, …

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Some Like It Rough

Why are you crying? Shut up bitch! I’m taking what I want tonight! I’m sitting here still amazed, as I reminisce about the harsh words that I said to you last night. It seems that every now and then to prove my love, I must sometimes become nasty and beat the shit out of you while I rape your asshole. Last night was one of those nights where I felt it was time for some sexual bondage. As soon as you came home from work, I wasted no time grabbing you by the throat and throwing you to the ground. No hello, no kisses to greet you. Just me taking firm control over your helpless body. “Do you want this dick?” “Beg for this dick women!” Down on your knees, you beg for me to …

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Voodoo doll

My name is Amy, I am writing about how my life has been ruined. While I write this I am sitting on a chair with a hole in the seat. There is a bucket under it and another under my chin. Cum drools out of my mouth, ass, and cunt 24 hours a day. It started over a year ago, and it took a while before I found out how it started. A boy in my class had (has?) a crush on me. I teach English in a high school. People would describe me as tall, blonde, and stacked. Blonde curly hair and blue eyes and rosebud lips. In the 3 years before it all went downhill I had a lot of boys ,and a few girls, flirt with me. I had to let them …

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